My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The moment the door closed, my tears stopped.

I calmly got up from the ground and put on my slippers. After that, I washed my face before taking out some ingredients from the refrigerator to make myself pasta to eat.

Crying took a lot of energy! I was already hungry as soon as Hendrix left.

From this point of view, it was not easy for actors to make money.

As I ate the pasta, I couldn't help but think about how Jordan would treat me as it affected my next step.

If I wasn't mistaken, after what happened today, in this well- matched battle, Jordan had already retreated. If he made a concession, that could be my chance to mess things up.

Now that I was 100% sure about Hendrix's feelings, all I had to do was do my best to assist him.

Hendrix would fight for his career while I would fight for his heart.

After confirming this fact, I was in a rare good mood. I kept eating until I finished all the pasta I

cooked.

When I went upstairs, I saw one of the doors left ajar. Judging from the layout, it should be the study. The computer that Jordan had used was placed on the desk.

straight into the bedroom, kicking the door shut with

up everything in this

to make any moves.

from behind. I immediately woke up, getting up from the bed. I turned on the night

Right away, I stormed out of the bedroom and stomped into the

caught up with

hand as he said impatiently, "What are you doing? It's the

of me!" I used all my strength to break free. I then turned around and rushed out

of the house, opening the

he didn't have the habit of removing his car key

came out

and got into the car. Turning the key

engine, I turned

wheel flooring the acceleratore

avoiding Jordan's attempt

Jordan opened the door and sat in

Jordan lost his gentlemanly demeanor and roared, "I asked you to stop the car, Arianna. Do

the steering wheel tightly, ignoring his existence as I maintained the highest